The smallest bookstore still contains more ideas of worth than have been presented in the entire history of television.
Andrew Ross
[Verse 1]
Write it on my sheets every night in my sleep so that I can stop chewing on my tongue every day of the week, yesterday on repeat I don’t wanna watch this again.
I smoke to forget all the things I regret all the promises I made didn’t do what I said now I’m sitting in a bed that she made bet you think that I should lie down,
But I don’t wanna lie down,
No I don’t wanna lie down.
I've been knock, knock, knocking at the thought of your door
But you're not, not, not here anymore
I ring, ring, ring you’re every phone in my head
But I can't get through, the connection is dead
I want, want to tell you about the news today
nothing but a mudpie
wrapped up inside with a pretty bow
nothing but a castle build on top of a swamp of quicksand
and inside these cardboard walls and saran wrap windows
lies a rusty pot of fool's gold that you got with your life
Joy to the world, the Lord is come
Let earth receive her King
Let every heart prepare Him room
And heaven and nature sing and heaven and nature sing
And Heaven and heaven and nature sing
"Let Your Feelings Show"
Woke up Sunday morning,
Feeling out of tune.
Wrapped my eyes around you,
Love came in the room.
Baby, gonna let my feelings show,
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer
Just fill your basket full of sandwiches and weenies
Then lock the house up, now you're set
I'm riding around,
This cheaters town,
Every place I go,
Just bringin' me down
Never give up, never give up
The tide is high but I'm holdin' on
I'm gonna be your number one
I'm not that kinda girl
Who gives up just like that
Oh, no
You seem to be wanting
Everything yesterday
Always the impossible
That's what you seem to portray
Give me one good reason
Why, even if I stay
Everybody's talking and no one says a word
Everybody's making love and no one really cares
There's Nazis in the bathroom just below the stairs
Always something happening and nothing going on
There's always something cooking and nothing in the pot
They're starving back in China so finish what you got
